if he goes and dies on me now, I know I'll go completely insane.

I pull an arrow, whip the notch into place, and am about to let it fly when I'm stopped by the sight of Finnick kissing Peeta. And it's so bizarre, even for Finnick.

You're not going to die. I forbid it. All right?" "All right," he whispers.

I can hear President Snow's voice in my head. 'On the seventy-fifth anniversary, as a reminder to the rebels that even the strongest among them cannot overcome the power of the capital, the male and female tributes will be reaped from their existing pool of victors.

She's really gone, then. The little girl with the back of her shirt sticking out like a duck tail.

I guess there isn’t a rule book for what might be unacceptable to do to another human being.

They recognize me. Of course they recognize me. My face is uncovered and I'm standing here outside of District 12 pointing an arrow at them. Who else would I be?